Everything

Over 90 years ago an American missionary came to a small mountain town in Peru. He had broken Spanish, a guitar, a sack lunch, a Bible, and a message for the people of Pampas Grande. One of those people, a young man named Wilfredo Dario, heard that message and joined the missionary in telling others the good news. Wilfredo eventually married, and one of his boys was my dad, Victor David. He studied at a local Bible institute, and married the daughter of a military man. A year later I was born.

“I came near a very great hill, called Pendle Hill, and I was moved of the Lord to go up to the top of it; which I did with difficulty, it was so very steep and high. When I was come to the top, I saw the sea bordering upon Lancashire. From the top of this hill the Lord let me see in what places he had a great people to be gathered.”

I wonder what Fox might have seen. How vast was this group of people? What kinds of people were there? And if today, the Quaker diaspora were to gather with George Fox there as witness, would we confirm his vision?